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There was only so much Otto could handle as far as improper bedding went. He'd almost gotten used to sleeping in a room with many other bodies. Almost gotten used to the terrible quality cot. Almost.

This was one such morning where making an attempt to sleep in would not happen.

The snoring and the stiff mattress and the flat pillow proved too awful, and Otto gave up trying to sleep. He instead got himself semi presentable, shoving a beanie onto his tangled hair and making his way to the cafeteria after brushing his teeth.
In his hazy stupor, he nearly walked into someone blocking the door way. He groaned and lazily shoved past the girl.

Mornings sucked balls.

Otto never figured anyone would try and bother him, almost forgetting he'd even shoved anyone. That is until he was suddenly yanked backward. A strangled grunt came from his throat at the sudden change in direction he was being dragged. He turned his head sharply toward Kat, eyes narrowing at her before his icy gaze fell to the puddle on the floor.

Her next set of words had his blue gaze lifting back to the brunette, a brow raising high. "Are all chicks in this place full of crazy?" He said more to himself than to her. "I ain't gettin lynched over a nasty a** drink."

Ryan barely acknowledged the two as Kat assaulted Otto in the doorway. He was too busy trying to muscle his way past the gag reflex on what might have passed as breakfast. In fact, it wasn't until there was an obnoxious squeak of a chair sliding out across the floor beside him and Otto being roughly shoved into said chair, that he actually looked in their direction---only to be threatened by Kat. Which in turn caused him to choke on the food he was currently trying to swallow.

"...W-what?" Next for what? Why was she dragging him to this? He was uninvolved! That aside---why was she even harassing Otto in the first place? Sometimes he wondered if Kat even had reasons for doing these things in the first place.

By now, Kat had a death grip on Otto's shirt, and she wasn't going to let go until Ryan had done as asked and held him down. "RYAN!" Was all she said, expecting the male hunter to quickly obey.

Grinning back at Otto, she almost snickered at his response. Kat was tired, irritable, and sadistic in the mornings! How she loved to see them squirm! She moved to pour some in his mouth when he had dropped his jaw, but missed her chance when he quickly clamped a hand over his mouth, causing her to spill a few drops of scalding hot coffee onto his lap.

Waving the drink in her hand her grin only grew more crazed as time moved by. "Come on! Take it like man!"

The small blonde yelped as a few drops of scalding coffee dripped onto his lap, the amount of fabric between skin and pants not quite enough to save him from pain. Kat's taunts fell on deaf ears. He held a free hand to the spot that hurt, soon his posture stiffened as he felt a pair of hands hold him down.

Ryan. Traitor! Otto had little to no beef with the other boy before. But now? All of the beef.

No, Otto would not give in. Sure, he couldn't move, but he still had his hands! One held his mouth, and the other soon joined forces with it's twin over his so not opening hole in his face.

Stubborn.

Kat was crazy. No way around it. He was sure if Otto was in his boots, he'd be doing the exact same thing. No sane person wanted to drink that vile crap if they could avoid it.

Fortunately, Otto wasn't giving up without a fight and clamped his jaws shut, refusing even a taste of the coffee.

Good on you Otto! Good on you!

Still, with the threat from Kat still very much alive, Ryan wasn't going to release the other trainee just yet. Or at least, not until Kat dumped coffee onto the three of them.

"Ow!" He hissed as hot drops of coffee hit his face and glared at Kat. "You're more crazy than you look. As well as a klutz! Don't you think Otto's had more than enough coffee for the day?" The poor kid was now covered in the stuff, thanks to Kat. Surely she was done tormenting by now.

Kat shot Ryan a cold glare when he spoke back to her. A look of 'if you don't shut the hell up, I'll make sure you get double what he's getting!' He was right, Otto had enough coffee on him, but he still had not swallowed even a drop. "Well, that may be the case, but until he drinks some of the coffee, I'm afraid he's not going anywhere." Kat..was definitely crazy in the mornings. By lunch, she will have probably forgot this whole incident.

"Alright, I'll make you a deal." Pulling a chair out with her foot, she sat down in front of Otto, so that she was more at his level for the moment. "If you drink..say..half a cup, and these styrofoam cups are pretty small, so its not a lot..I will leave you be. If not, well..I can find larger cups, and won't leave you be until you drink every last drop. Which will it be? I have all morning."